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Why do people claim to be afraid of commitment?
There is nothing to fear from committing to someone if you really care about them, love them and are interested in them as a person. It doesn't matter then if you don't always get along with them. Something worth having is worth working for. It's only in the realising that it is worth the effort that there is any trouble.
I used to think I was afraid of commitment. I was living with a man who adored me and who would have done anything for me, and for the most part I was content with him. I wondered what was wrong with me that I couldn't take the next step and decide that I would stay with him for the rest of my life. There were times I thought about it and felt that it would be a nice thing, other times it scared the living shit out of me. In the end, the part of me that found it scary was the part that won the argument.
It was only when I met someone who left me in no doubt that I realised it wasn't commitment itself that scared me - it was the prospect of confining my soul within a vessel that couldn't hold it.
To find someone with whom you can be everything you are capable of being and more, someone who fills your spirit and makes you more alive than you've ever been, is someone worth committing to. The more daunting prospect, for me, would be having to live without them...
There is nothing to fear from committing to someone if you really care about them, love them and are interested in them as a person. It doesn't matter then if you don't always get along with them. Something worth having is worth working for. It's only in the realising that it is worth the effort that there is any trouble.
I used to think I was afraid of commitment. I was living with a man who adored me and who would have done anything for me, and for the most part I was content with him. I wondered what was wrong with me that I couldn't take the next step and decide that I would stay with him for the rest of my life. There were times I thought about it and felt that it would be a nice thing, other times it scared the living shit out of me. In the end, the part of me that found it scary was the part that won the argument.
It was only when I met someone who left me in no doubt that I realised it wasn't commitment itself that scared me - it was the prospect of confining my soul within a vessel that couldn't hold it.
To find someone with whom you can be everything you are capable of being and more, someone who fills your spirit and makes you more alive than you've ever been, is someone worth committing to. The more daunting prospect, for me, would be having to live without them...
